Thank you London and goodnight
A huge roar comes from those 500 screaming fans packed into a club in London. The band strike up one final cord and the lights go out.
"Great show Avril," says on of the backstage crew
"Awesome mate," Avril's lead guitarist says patting her on the back as he hands over his guitar.
"Fucking brilliant," shouts out her drummer who takes a swig of water then goes off to find a female groupie to fuck.
"Thanks guys," Avril replies with her cute smile, "Gotta go get changed now."
Avril walks away passing her guitar to a stage hand and go off to her dressing room. Avril slams the door shut and breaths a sigh of relief no one had found out. Ever since Avril had first got on stage she always got this amazing rush a sexual rush. Avril got very hot and very wet if people cheered for her on stage so here she was backstage at a small club in London. With her nipples as hard as rocks and her pussy very damp Avril kicks off her trainers and starts to unbutton her black jeans. Avril manages to lower her jeans she then puts her hand down her panties and shoves two fingers deep into her pussy. Avril lets out a moan of relief she hates being on stage her panties dripping in cum and she is not able to relive herself but now in the privacy of her changing room she can finally fulfill her sexual desires.
"UH UH UH YEAH UH OH UH," Avril softly moans to herself as well as having a hand down her pants. Her other hand has pulled up her top and is massaging her tits thought her black lace bra. Avril now has 3 fingers inside of her working away on her clit.
"OOOOHHHHHHH AAAAHHHHHHHHHH OWWWWWWWWWWWW," Avril's fingers are working away harder and faster on her now very wet cunt while her other hand has got under her bra rubbing away at her bare tit. Meanwhile the stage crew are working away trying to pack away the instruments and the staging for the next gig. Mike one of the younger stagehands is busy packing away one of the drum kits when another worker taps him on the back.
"Hey mate can you do us a favor."
Mike turns round and answers, "Sure mate what's up."
He pulls a bit of paper from his back pocket and hands it to Mike, "Listen Avril forgot her notes of where she is shooting her new video she needs this so go and give it to her."
Mike takes the paper and makes his way down the corridor he doesn't mind having to do all this extra work cause he will get to spend more time with Avril. True she had no idea what his name is and will no way leave her husband for him but he likes being around her. Mike knocks three times on the door but gets no answer he decides that she just can't hear him opens the door and walks in.
"HOLY MOTHER FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SHIT," Avril has yelled so loud that the chair she is knelling on topples over.
Mike just stands their mouth wide open having just seen the greatest moment of his life. He had just walked in on Avril Lavigne the world famous singer with one hand down her jeans playing with herself. Avril gets up off the floor and dusts herself off.
"Fucking hell dude," Avril lifts the chair back up, "You could have knocked."
"I di dd d ddd did," Mike stammers back to her.
"You did fuck I didn't hear a thing," Avril stops and stars at Mike watching him rock back and forth his hands shaking like mad.
"You ok man," She asks him while he stands there holding the note.
Sweat pores down Mike's face as he tries to answer back, "Ye yea yyeah I'mmm m I'm fiii fin f.. f. Fine."
Avril walks toward Mike she stand face to face with the young stagehand reaches behind him and closes the door, "Now then erm sorry what was your name again," Avril asks in her sexiest voice while slowly eying Mike up.
"Mmm mm mm m mmmmike," Mike replies with sweat running down his forehead his mouth as dry as a bone.